"James Augustus!" Inside his villa, No. 69, Blue Sea District. Fang Xing recalled the previous dinner and silently stared at the silver-white briefcase in front of him. He stretched out his right hand and pulled out one of the documents. [About the corruption of the people by the 'Laplace Demon'...searching with the War University network, the Augustus family opposed it...] "The Augustus family...James Augustus." "Bait? Or a test?" Fang Xing's expression was deep: "Or...Hengdong gave me this top-secret information, and he had no good intentions?" "Anyway, let's calm down first, and then investigate slowly..." ...
Time flies. In the blink of an eye, it's been a few years. Cultivation world. Mingkun Island. The immortal clone sat cross-legged, with the sun mark on his forehead flashing. Beside him, there were piles of empty jade bottles. Boom! A vast spiritual pressure emerged from him, which had exceeded the limit of ordinary great true lords and reached the level of Yuanying Great Perfection! "Finally... Is the Yuanying perfect?" Fang Xing's immortal clone opened his eyes and murmured. He has accumulated enough resources to advance to this realm with Yuanshen Sword Sect, but it still takes time. According to the most optimistic progress, it would take about thirty to sixty years to cultivate to the current level by refining pills and taking medicine every day, sitting cross-legged and practicing Qi! For many true lords, this is already a dream-like speed. But Fang Xing still thinks it is too slow! Fortunately, after the Great Sun Tathagata Mantra was perfected, it gained the ability to spread, and immediately infected the clone. Afterwards, he swallowed the medicinal properties with the 'Great Sun Furnace', and cultivated at a very fast speed. In just a few years, he reached the level of Yuanying Perfection! "Next... I will adjust for a while, and then directly attack the bottleneck of the transformation of the spirit!" "I achieved the transformation of the spirit before I was a hundred years old... There should be no genius like me in the Qianyuan Great Realm." "I just don't know if there is one in the 'spiritual world' where the cultivators ascend? There is a high probability that there is none..."
Thinking of the late Yuanying stage that was feared by many Yuanying True Lords, a faint smile appeared on Fang Xing's lips. In the past two years, after cultivating to the peak of the middle Yuanying stage, with the help of two top-grade 'Zhuangying Pills' and the Wanfa Ghost Infant, which was already in the late Yuanying stage, he brazenly began to attack the bottleneck of the late Yuanying stage. The result was as he expected, because the second Yuanying had already broken through the late Yuanying stage, the bottleneck of the late stage he faced was much weaker than that of other True Lords. And the Wanfa Ghost Infant also specially practiced the auxiliary breakthrough secret technique in the Yuanshen Sword Sect, fully assisting the breakthrough of the main body. With the help of pills and other resources, it was almost as easy as walking on flat ground to break through the bottleneck of the late Yuanying stage and become a great True Lord. Now, even if Fang Xing only relies on the rotten iron sword of the fourth level, many great masters may not be his opponents. ‘Great masters with perfect Nascent Soul rarely walk in the world of cultivation... After all, if you have cultivated to such a level, you must try to transform into a god! Therefore, 99% of them are in seclusion or trying to break through...’ Even though the vast sea world of cultivation is extremely rich in materials, the opportunity to assist in the transformation of the god is basically only in the hands of the three holy places. Many of the other masters who have had great luck and perfected Nascent Soul rely on their own foundation to forcefully break through the bottleneck. The probability of success is also unimaginably small. And... after the breakthrough, there is often no way forward. No wonder the last trip of the Yuanshen Sword Sect attracted many Yuanshen masters and the God Transformation Venerables. “The way of cultivation requires a combination of work and rest...” Fang Xing stood up leisurely and walked out of the cave, ready to have fun for two days, and then break through the God Transformation Heaven Gate! This breakthrough will undoubtedly stand at the top of the Qianyuan Realm and be respected in the world of cultivation. Therefore, you still have to show some respect. Before breaking through, you should rest for a few days, wait until the three treasures of spirit, energy and spirit reach their peak, and then choose an auspicious day... Forget about this. ... Mingkun Island. Fang Xing came out of Hechun Pavilion, touched his stomach, and prepared to go to Taotie Tower to taste it. This Taotie Tower is said to be a magic industry. The spiritual chefs there are particularly good at challenging the limits of various tastes. It is a must-try. As the owner of the island, it is easy to attract too much attention to inspect his own industry so carelessly. Fang Xing, who always likes freedom, naturally changed his clothes and face. Now he looks like a middle-aged man in a green robe with a thin face, long beard flowing down, very immortal. Taotie Tower "Sir, please go to the third floor." The receptionist with Qi training was shocked when he saw Fang Xing. He felt the terrible spiritual pressure and knew that Fang Xing was at least a Jindan cultivator. He hurriedly invited him to the third floor with a smile on his face: "Our famous dishes are 'Five Treasures Porridge', 'Dragon Carp Tofu', 'Three Fresh'... Today we also got a new third-level monster, which is a third-level top-grade 'Snake Baby Fish'. It is rumored to have a trace of 'Nine Infants' bloodline. Its meat is extremely delicious, but if it is not handled properly, it can poison Jindan cultivators... I wonder if this guest would like to try it?" "Oh? There are snake baby fish? Give me one portion each." Fang Xing waved his hand with great pride. Anyway, as long as this Taotie Tower operates on Mingkun Island, it has to pay taxes to him every year!
This little expense is nothing at all. "Okay, sir, do you want a private room or dining in?" The receptionist's eyes lit up, knowing that he had met a wealthy customer and that he would make a lot of money today even if it was just commission, so he smiled so hard that his teeth were showing. "The private room is quiet, so what's the point? Just eat in." Fang Xing found a table near the window and sat down. Zhike immediately served four-color snacks and a pot of spiritual tea. This is all given by Taotie Tower, but is it actually? Of course the wool comes from the sheep! After sitting down, Fang Xing moved his ears and used his powerful consciousness to eavesdrop on the conversation of the senior monks on the third floor. Although they are very careful, most of them use sound transmission to enter secrets, and there are even bans on private rooms. But under the spiritual consciousness of a Nascent Soul Dzogchen monk, there is nothing to hide. "Sigh... I didn't expect that the Lord of the He Clan would fall... He was a great master in the middle stage of Nascent Soul." "Brother Yu, I only heard recently that he went to the ruins of Yuanshen Sword Sect in the Inland Sea..." "As expected of a holy land, it is so terrifying even after its fall. As far as we know, dozens of true kings have already fallen in it, right?" "I heard... there is also the high-ranking Venerable Transformation God, who has also lost his voice... there is a chaos in the inner and outer seas now." High-level monks are often the core of a large force. Once they fall, they will have far-reaching consequences. Not to mention, so many people fell at once. It's just that...the news is quite delayed. ‘It has been so many years before the information about the ruins of the Yuanshen Sword Sect reached the ears of monks at the level of pill formation and foundation building? ’ Fang Xing took a sip of the spiritual tea: 'Now, apart from Master Huolong and Taibai Sword Immortal, the only one who knows that I went to the Yuanshen Sword Sect is probably Meng Laomo. ’ After all, Meng Laomo’s second soul had met ‘Zhenjun Fang Yun’. But this is just speculation. Because the second soul is promoted from the second soul, ordinary monks cannot integrate the consciousness of the second soul at all, and can feel it instantly no matter how far away they are. Fang Xing was able to do this, firstly, because of the powerful secret technique of the ‘Twin Protectors of Heavenly Mother’s Mighty Virtue and Golden Lotus’, and secondly, because of the power of the ‘Gate of All Heavens’. The Gate of the Heavens can connect even different worlds. It is just a piece of cake to connect the original body and the avatar and make the consciousness unified. If it is replaced by the secret technique of the second Yuan Ying of the Demonic Path, once the distance is too far, there is no assimilation for too long, or the second Yuan Ying's cultivation level increases sharply, big problems will easily occur. And the art of external incarnation of Zhengdao, although it will not rebel, it is difficult to stray too far from the original body, which is also flawed. If these shortcomings are solved, and even the consciousness is the same, no matter how far away we are, we can feel the same. That is the real great magical power - 'one Qi transforms three pure things'. Fang Xing withdrew his consciousness and broke into a private room.
In order for customers to have a pleasant meal at Taotie Tower, there are naturally strong restrictions around the private rooms, including mute and anti-eavesdropping functions. But under Fang Xing's spiritual consciousness, it was no different than a mere existence. 'Um? It seems that I caught two small fish...' In the box, there were two high-level monks, both of whom appeared to have alchemy cultivation. But surprisingly, both of them are hiding their cultivation, but they are two Nascent Soul Lords! At this time, the two Nascent Soul Lords were obviously very relaxed. After secretly monitoring the Taotie Tower with their spiritual consciousness, they actually started talking. One of them, a strong man with tattoos on his face, gave earth-shattering news as soon as he opened his mouth: "Did Tianzun Yu really fall into the Yuanshen Sword Sect?" "The female palace mistress of the Piaomiao Tiangong concealed this matter very well... but our people also climbed to the top of the Piaomiao Tiangong and made some speculations." Another middle-aged Confucian scholar held a white jade folding fan in his hand and said with a smile: "That's why... we are asked to spread the news and alert the snake!" "It seems that this palace is preparing to go to war with Piaomiao Immortal Palace." The big man with tattoos on his face sighed, with both eagerness and fear in his eyes. For them, if they make meritorious deeds in the war, their cultivation may be able to advance further. But the war is fierce and dangerous, and people may die! "There is no room for two tigers in one mountain... When the Yuan Shen Sword Sect was there, the world of Immortal Cultivation in the Vast Sea had three pillars, which were the most secure, but now it is gone..." The middle-aged Confucian scholar sighed: "Sooner or later, our Wuji Palace will have to decide the winner with the Piaomiao Immortal Sect... But at the beginning, we little pawns don't have to rush forward... to spread the news of Yu Tianzun's death, it's better to leave it to ' Dark Cloud Palace' Well, that Great True Lord Dark Cloud is a real casual cultivator." "Yes, yes...exactly." Tattoos bring great joy to middle-aged people. … "Sir, your snake baby fish soup..." While Fang Xing was deep in thought, a waiter came over with a basin of soup. The soup is pure white in color and the fish meat is extremely tender. Even when it comes into contact with the tongue, there is a tingling and electric feeling. When the numbness of the tongue dissipates, you can feel a strong umami flavor sweeping over you like an overwhelming mountain. "This is to deliberately retain a very small part of the poison of the snake, baby fish, right? It's a good idea... and it tastes good." Fang Xing took another mouthful of soup and his eyes lit up.